All My Broken Things
oh what skitttles can do
Abigail’s POV
“I want skittles” I said my aim to change the subject I felt a little down now after all that and I knew that skittles would change that
“Well do you have skittles” Zack asked following me into the kitchen as I went through the pantry looking for skittles
“No” I pouted and Zack chuckled at my expression “Put your shoes on Mr. Merrick were going to get skittles”
“Are you serious I thought this was supposed to be our little stay at home day” I like the fact that he used the word ‘our’ like we were together in some form
“Were not going far just down to the corner shop to get skittles and come back” I told him
“You know how I said you’re not crazy well you’re not crazy for what you have been through but you defiantly are a little crazy”
I tried holding In a little laugh but it escaped anyway
“Hey have you seen my shoes?” Zack asked “I don’t know where they ended up last night”
“Don’t ask me I was unconscious way before you were” I told him laughing as we searched for his shoes.
“Blue and white vans?” I asked
“Yep that sounds about right”
“They were behind the couch” I laughed as I grabbed my shoes and bag before checking my appearance before I headed out the door Zack hot on my trail.
We walked down the side walk of my apartment block to the corner shop.
“Hey Abby” the guy behind the counter addressed me and I knew him as Jake he always worked here and I was a regular
“You know him” Zack asked like it was the most random greeting ever
“Yea im a regular” I laughed and he nodded
“Jake where are the skittles?” I yelled
“Ile 3 opposite the chips” he laughed at me
Zack and I both ran through the shop looking for the skittles it was almost like a race as to who could find them first
“I got them Zack yelled as I pushed him out of the way and he laughed at my failed attempt to move him
“Well it’s not my fault your buff and im not” he gave me a weird expression that I couldn’t quite read, maybe it was my first voiced opinion on his appearance.
“Well I want these as well” he laughed grabbing a packet of smarty’s
“Why in an attempt to make yourself smarter”
“You are such a loser Abby” he laughed wrapping his broad arm around my shoulder
“Well your hanging out with me so you can’t be much better” I said grabbing another packet of skittles as we made our way to the register.
We returned not long after with enough skittles and smarties for a small army flicking my shoes off turned on the radio and laid down on the couch taking all the goodies for myself.
“What don’t you share” Zack asked just looking down at me from next to the couch where I laid
“Nope” I smirked
“Oh well I may have to do something about that” he retorted sitting on my stomach but I could tell he wasn’t putting all his weight on me, and started to tickle me
“Zack stop” I screamed but it failed to make him stop so I squirmed underneath him trying to get out his grasp failing miserably he made me feel like I couldn’t even compete with his strength like he was so big and masculine and I was just some petite little girl that he could totally dominate over. And in all reality that was the truth and it totally turned me on.
“Zack” I squealed once more throwing a skittle at him hitting him in the head, for some reason this made him stop
“You just threw a skittle at me” he sounded bewilder and I nodded my head vigorously with a huge smile plastered on my face “A skittle” he repeated and I felt the need to run but still couldn’t quite move.
In one quick movement Zack had managed to grab the bag of skittles from me and leap off of where he half laid on me running behind the couch. I was a little confused sitting up until he started to throw the skittles back at me hitting me in the head numerous times. He reminded me of a 5 year old at that moment.
“Aaarrrhhhhh Zack” I screamed picking up the skittles that were thrown at me placing a few in my mouth and throwing the rest back at him. It went like this for quite some time running around the house throwing lollies at each other and eating the ones we weren’t throwing.
Zack was crouched behind my couch again in an attempt to hide until I pounced on him taking him down with me.
“Okay, okay Abigail you win, im out of ammo” he chuckled
“Yay I win, but I’ve been out of ammo for the past 5minutes” I laughed back rolling off of him and laying on the floor next to him trying to regain my breath, un-evidently rolling onto a skittle as I did so.
After our skittle fight we spent the next half hour cleaning up the skittles that lay practically everywhere, but now we were eating our ordered in Chinese both of us attempting to use chop sticks and getting frustrated going to find a fork and knife.
“Hey we still have the smarty’s” Zack laughed as we laid on the couch curled up together watching another movie
“No fighting with them though, or your cleaning it all up” I stated mater of factly
“Hey you’re the one who started it” he replied with a smirk
“Shut up” I snapped back slapping his chest lightly getting up to retrieve them from the kitchen
It was getting late once again I wondered if Zack would leave, I mean fair enough if he did but I really didn’t want him to I wanted him to hang around for as long as possible. We just seemed to click from our eyes meeting at the concert that first night, to me being able to tell him about my past and the fun we had, had with a skittle war. I wanted to see more of him. I wondered if that sounded selfish.
“Ok let’s play a game” I said as I re-entered the room with the skittles “20 questions…I want to know the real Zack Merrick”
Zack’s POV
I wondered what that meant the real Zack Merrick but I played along anyway. What was she going to ask me? Was she going to turn into one of those weird obsessive groupie types? I hoped not I liked her too much for that to happen.
Hang on what was I saying liked her too much, in what way I wondered to myself. I mean even if I did I couldn’t like her it was all just too complicated for that.
“What’s your favourite colour?” she asked snapping me back to reality
“Red…its bright”
“danger” she retaliated
“love” I shot back, I had no idea where this was coming from but I needed it to stop for my own sake
“Okay so your favorite band?” I asked
“Ummm god I don’t know depends what day you ask me” she laughed
“Im asking you today” I gave her a smirk as she leaned back into my side and I wrapped my arm around her once more
“Today it’s probably Taking Back Sunday I mean their new album is amazing”
“What not All Time Low, come on Abby that hurts” I laughed
“I love All Time Low but I wasn’t going to lie to you and say you guys were just cause you’re in the band…honestly I guess I don’t even see you that way which is kind of weird your just Zack Merrick, no strings attached” she gave a soft smile her checks burning up a little and she looked very cute
“That’s good I like it that way” I replied
Abigail’s POV
The night had gone on much the same we had finished the smarty’s off with a couple beers and were still sat in front of the TV and I was slowly losing consciousness again.
“You okay Abbs?” Zack asked I wondered if he was tired
“Yea im just tired”
“Yea I should get going anyways what is the time?” she asked and I instantly didn’t want him to leave
“I don’t know I think it’s almost midnight”
“Ok” he said getting up
“You don’t have to go its late just crash here again and you can go home in the morning” I told him
“Are you sure?”
“Yea don’t stress it” I told him standing up and he lay back down on my couch trying and failing miserably to get comfortable
“Zack what are you doing?” I asked
“I was going to sleep” he replied a little dumbfounded
“Your not sleeping on the couch you look too uncomfortable my beds big we can share” he gave me a look to say are you really sure
“Come on” I grabbed his handing pulling him off the couch and headed off to my room
“Just sleep in your boxes and give me a minute to get changed” I told him quickly grabbing a pair of boxes and a tank top slipping into the bathroom to get changed
“Look you sleep on that side ill sleep on this” I said getting in I didn’t know who was more shy me or Zack we had spent the entire day together all I really wanted to do was jump his bones but I knew that was not going to happen because in this situation we were both as bad as each other.
I could feel his bare back against mine, my thin singlet top proving a very little barrier between us.
“Goodnight Abigail” he said trying to get comfortable
“Night Zack” I replied trying to do the exact same thing
But it was like neither of us could get comfortable like there was this force that kept hitting our bodies together and we were both trying to resist and I thought I would never be able to fall asleep.
That was until I felt him move, he had turned around so that his chest pressed up against my back he had weaved one arm under my neck and I felt him pull me closer towards him and the slight tickly sensation from his breath on my skin made me calm.
In one movement we had gone from trying to resist this invisible force to learning to accept it and work with it as he pulled me closer our bodies seemed to fit, mine perfectly small into his larger frame one arm rested over my shoulder and I held it gently as we both subsided to our dreams.
“I want skittles” I said my aim to change the subject I felt a little down now after all that and I knew that skittles would change that
“Well do you have skittles” Zack asked following me into the kitchen as I went through the pantry looking for skittles
“No” I pouted and Zack chuckled at my expression “Put your shoes on Mr. Merrick were going to get skittles”
“Are you serious I thought this was supposed to be our little stay at home day” I like the fact that he used the word ‘our’ like we were together in some form
“Were not going far just down to the corner shop to get skittles and come back” I told him
“You know how I said you’re not crazy well you’re not crazy for what you have been through but you defiantly are a little crazy”
I tried holding In a little laugh but it escaped anyway
“Hey have you seen my shoes?” Zack asked “I don’t know where they ended up last night”
“Don’t ask me I was unconscious way before you were” I told him laughing as we searched for his shoes.
“Blue and white vans?” I asked
“Yep that sounds about right”
“They were behind the couch” I laughed as I grabbed my shoes and bag before checking my appearance before I headed out the door Zack hot on my trail.
We walked down the side walk of my apartment block to the corner shop.
“Hey Abby” the guy behind the counter addressed me and I knew him as Jake he always worked here and I was a regular
“You know him” Zack asked like it was the most random greeting ever
“Yea im a regular” I laughed and he nodded
“Jake where are the skittles?” I yelled
“Ile 3 opposite the chips” he laughed at me
Zack and I both ran through the shop looking for the skittles it was almost like a race as to who could find them first
“I got them Zack yelled as I pushed him out of the way and he laughed at my failed attempt to move him
“Well it’s not my fault your buff and im not” he gave me a weird expression that I couldn’t quite read, maybe it was my first voiced opinion on his appearance.
“Well I want these as well” he laughed grabbing a packet of smarty’s
“Why in an attempt to make yourself smarter”
“You are such a loser Abby” he laughed wrapping his broad arm around my shoulder
“Well your hanging out with me so you can’t be much better” I said grabbing another packet of skittles as we made our way to the register.
We returned not long after with enough skittles and smarties for a small army flicking my shoes off turned on the radio and laid down on the couch taking all the goodies for myself.
“What don’t you share” Zack asked just looking down at me from next to the couch where I laid
“Nope” I smirked
“Oh well I may have to do something about that” he retorted sitting on my stomach but I could tell he wasn’t putting all his weight on me, and started to tickle me
“Zack stop” I screamed but it failed to make him stop so I squirmed underneath him trying to get out his grasp failing miserably he made me feel like I couldn’t even compete with his strength like he was so big and masculine and I was just some petite little girl that he could totally dominate over. And in all reality that was the truth and it totally turned me on.
“Zack” I squealed once more throwing a skittle at him hitting him in the head, for some reason this made him stop
“You just threw a skittle at me” he sounded bewilder and I nodded my head vigorously with a huge smile plastered on my face “A skittle” he repeated and I felt the need to run but still couldn’t quite move.
In one quick movement Zack had managed to grab the bag of skittles from me and leap off of where he half laid on me running behind the couch. I was a little confused sitting up until he started to throw the skittles back at me hitting me in the head numerous times. He reminded me of a 5 year old at that moment.
“Aaarrrhhhhh Zack” I screamed picking up the skittles that were thrown at me placing a few in my mouth and throwing the rest back at him. It went like this for quite some time running around the house throwing lollies at each other and eating the ones we weren’t throwing.
Zack was crouched behind my couch again in an attempt to hide until I pounced on him taking him down with me.
“Okay, okay Abigail you win, im out of ammo” he chuckled
“Yay I win, but I’ve been out of ammo for the past 5minutes” I laughed back rolling off of him and laying on the floor next to him trying to regain my breath, un-evidently rolling onto a skittle as I did so.
After our skittle fight we spent the next half hour cleaning up the skittles that lay practically everywhere, but now we were eating our ordered in Chinese both of us attempting to use chop sticks and getting frustrated going to find a fork and knife.
“Hey we still have the smarty’s” Zack laughed as we laid on the couch curled up together watching another movie
“No fighting with them though, or your cleaning it all up” I stated mater of factly
“Hey you’re the one who started it” he replied with a smirk
“Shut up” I snapped back slapping his chest lightly getting up to retrieve them from the kitchen
It was getting late once again I wondered if Zack would leave, I mean fair enough if he did but I really didn’t want him to I wanted him to hang around for as long as possible. We just seemed to click from our eyes meeting at the concert that first night, to me being able to tell him about my past and the fun we had, had with a skittle war. I wanted to see more of him. I wondered if that sounded selfish.
“Ok let’s play a game” I said as I re-entered the room with the skittles “20 questions…I want to know the real Zack Merrick”
Zack’s POV
I wondered what that meant the real Zack Merrick but I played along anyway. What was she going to ask me? Was she going to turn into one of those weird obsessive groupie types? I hoped not I liked her too much for that to happen.
Hang on what was I saying liked her too much, in what way I wondered to myself. I mean even if I did I couldn’t like her it was all just too complicated for that.
“What’s your favourite colour?” she asked snapping me back to reality
“Red…its bright”
“danger” she retaliated
“love” I shot back, I had no idea where this was coming from but I needed it to stop for my own sake
“Okay so your favorite band?” I asked
“Ummm god I don’t know depends what day you ask me” she laughed
“Im asking you today” I gave her a smirk as she leaned back into my side and I wrapped my arm around her once more
“Today it’s probably Taking Back Sunday I mean their new album is amazing”
“What not All Time Low, come on Abby that hurts” I laughed
“I love All Time Low but I wasn’t going to lie to you and say you guys were just cause you’re in the band…honestly I guess I don’t even see you that way which is kind of weird your just Zack Merrick, no strings attached” she gave a soft smile her checks burning up a little and she looked very cute
“That’s good I like it that way” I replied
Abigail’s POV
The night had gone on much the same we had finished the smarty’s off with a couple beers and were still sat in front of the TV and I was slowly losing consciousness again.
“You okay Abbs?” Zack asked I wondered if he was tired
“Yea im just tired”
“Yea I should get going anyways what is the time?” she asked and I instantly didn’t want him to leave
“I don’t know I think it’s almost midnight”
“Ok” he said getting up
“You don’t have to go its late just crash here again and you can go home in the morning” I told him
“Are you sure?”
“Yea don’t stress it” I told him standing up and he lay back down on my couch trying and failing miserably to get comfortable
“Zack what are you doing?” I asked
“I was going to sleep” he replied a little dumbfounded
“Your not sleeping on the couch you look too uncomfortable my beds big we can share” he gave me a look to say are you really sure
“Come on” I grabbed his handing pulling him off the couch and headed off to my room
“Just sleep in your boxes and give me a minute to get changed” I told him quickly grabbing a pair of boxes and a tank top slipping into the bathroom to get changed
“Look you sleep on that side ill sleep on this” I said getting in I didn’t know who was more shy me or Zack we had spent the entire day together all I really wanted to do was jump his bones but I knew that was not going to happen because in this situation we were both as bad as each other.
I could feel his bare back against mine, my thin singlet top proving a very little barrier between us.
“Goodnight Abigail” he said trying to get comfortable
“Night Zack” I replied trying to do the exact same thing
But it was like neither of us could get comfortable like there was this force that kept hitting our bodies together and we were both trying to resist and I thought I would never be able to fall asleep.
That was until I felt him move, he had turned around so that his chest pressed up against my back he had weaved one arm under my neck and I felt him pull me closer towards him and the slight tickly sensation from his breath on my skin made me calm.
In one movement we had gone from trying to resist this invisible force to learning to accept it and work with it as he pulled me closer our bodies seemed to fit, mine perfectly small into his larger frame one arm rested over my shoulder and I held it gently as we both subsided to our dreams.
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